Lone beholders of decay
we who praise the days of times bygone
Mother Wisdom, Father War
of the world that was before
conquer cosmos, spread your lore
come on
[chorus]
What you feel it to be now?
Skies are falling down
do you feel the way I do?
Mother Wisdom, Father War
Men and gods, then we were both
at the great doors of the true sublime
Tame's the roar of ages old
till the day the tide will change
unquiet brows they will regain their crowns
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